Raddo Kingdom is a city that is divided between a low level that contains rundown buildings and poor civilians and a higher area that has tall fancy buildings and wealthy civilians. The king is a corrupt ruler who loves money and is trying to slowly reduce all the other wealthy people to poor people, which is why there is such a divide.
Land in sight! Voices called down from above and Juliet leaned up to see a man leaning out of the crow's nest, pointing straight ahead. She nodded, looking to her fellow Cipher Pol agent. They were still officially members of Cipher Pol 5, not having been promoted yet, though had been allowed to participate in this mission by the request of their current mission. Darr nodded, both were glad to soon have their feet on solid ground.
A shiphand dressed in plain clothes pushed past the two agents in full suits, averting his eyes and muttering his apologies to them. Both of them glanced at the man as he stepped inside the hold of the ship, yet neither said anything.
Jason, known as Daven to anyone on board except his two subordinates closed the door behind him and sad down at the den den mushi allotted to members of the crew to use when they had free time. After pressing a few buttons the phone started ringing, lasting only a few moments before being picked up, the voice on the other side that of an old woman, her voice calm and soothing.
Hello?
Hi grandma, it's me. Jason replied.
Ah, my dear boy, how are you? The old woman said excitedly, the sounds of shuffling heard in the background, as if she was settling in better.
I am still feeling a bit down, but it is going upwards. Jason paused for a second, as if counting. Has been for the last seventeen days or so.
That's great to hear! What did you change?
I was given advice on what was wrong and told I needed to fix it. Jason said, his voice filled with hesitation.
Is that so? Well, then that is good that you are listening to help, you should do as they say. The woman's voice became more serious with every word.
Are you sure, I-
I trust you can do what will heal the hurt. The woman cut in, interrupting Jason's words. She then fell silent, as did Jason for a moment.
Alright, thank you.He said, resignation filling his voice.
No problem, have a good day, boy! The woman said, and a click ended the phone call. Jason put down his own receiver and breathed deeply.
It was around fifteen minutes later that the ship sailed into the harbor of the Raddo Kingdom. It was a rather sizeable merchant vessel, that Juliet and Darr had paid passage on, while Jason had entered into service at during their last stop. While the two former stepped off the plank onto solid ground and started their walk into the city, the man who called himself Daven was stuck unloading cargo. It was backbreaking work, but for some reason it felt more rewarding than anything else he had done in a long while.
After several long hours of laboring at the docks, finally he was given a pouch of coins for his effort. He might have pretended to dislike the foreman, but he didn't have to feign his dislike as he snagged the pouch from his hand and turned to leave down the street. His eyes fell on a building just outside the gate leading to the harbor. It was in poor disrepair, yet warm light bathed the cobbles outside and the sound of merriment came over him.
As good as any other place, he entered ready to not leave with the coins in his purse. Instead he hoped to find his target here in the city. His first mission as a Cipher Pol 9 agent, commissioned to the World Government by King Sten himself. Expose and destroy the rebels here in the city, bring them to the King for justice. And where better to find information on such clandestine affairs, if not a bar frequented by the poor and disgruntled workers of the city, their lips loosened by alcohol.
Pushing open the door and stepping inside, barely any turned to pay attention to him. Why would they? He looked just like any of them, plain and worn, just like his clothing.
Around the same time Juliet and Darr finally reached the castle at the top of the hill at the center of the city. While they had escaped the work of loading boxes at the ship, they both felt tired from the climb. Approaching the front gate, they were stopped by guards.
State your business! One said, as several of them barred the path into the castle proper. Tired and annoyed, Juliet pulled out a piece of paper from her satchel. It bore the seal of Cipher Pol, and the sight of it caused the guard who had spoken to jump. Looking up again, he waved the other guards aside, then walked into the castle and gestured for the two of them to follow. Juliet and Darr shared a look, but followed inside.
No need to RP as the king stuff like I said, that's mostly just flavor, I'll do that myself.
Narration/Action Speech Juliet Speech Darr Speech
Jason stats:
41x5=205 Racial Boosts Rokushiki Boosts Martial Arts Boosts
Strength: 53 +8 =61
Speed: 47 +8 =55
55 x 2 =110
Reaction: 61
Movement: 49 (+12 =61)
Vitality: 47 +8 =55
55 x 2 = 100
Stamina: 61
Durability: 49 (+12 =61)
Haki: 27 +12 = 39
39 x 2 =78
Armament(Offensive): 41
Observation(Awareness): 37
Martial Arts: 31
31 x 2 =62
Rokushiki: 61
Juliet
Level 28
28x5=140 Racial Boosts Rokushiki Boosts Martial Arts Boosts
Strength: 33 +4+5 =41
Speed: 36 +4 =40
40 x 2 =80
Reaction: 41
Movement: 39 (+8 =47)
Vitality: 36 +4 =40
40 x 2 = 80
Stamina: 41
Durability: 39 (+8 =47)
Martial Arts: 35 +6 = 41
41 x 2 =82
Rokushiki: 41
Gunslinging: 41
Darr
Level 28
28x5=140 Racial Boosts Rokushiki Boosts Martial Arts Boosts
Step One, Infiltration...
The State of Raddo Kingdom was very fickle and unsupporting of it's people and the populous endured this for many years. Some chose to leave in search of a wealthier lifestyle; it was hard but due to the kindness of some merchant boats citizens managed to escape and find a new life, others were too poor to afford proper food so their bodies inhibited their plan to escape. Many families laid in the corners of their homes huddled together, waiting for the sweet and easeful release of death; Other crawled around on all fours and scurried about int he shadows, stealing scraps and eating rotting food from the dumpsters. The Middle class of the Kingdom began taking notice at how difficult it was becoming to live simply, their wages were cut and the work loads were heavy and many businesses were suffering a severe cut in revenue forcing them to shut down.
It was clear and it was everywhere that if no one took a stand they'd surely perish through the very hand that fed them... It was only Six months ago, an ambitious youngster wished for a change. He was raised in the lower class of the kingdom, through many times of hardship and many ups and downs in the battle of hope had he made his way to Middle class. This Youngster's name was, "Tomo."
Tomo saw the darker sides of the kingdom as through the struggles of the Lower Classmen and in a Tier Higher he realized that things were progressively worsening. Some of his neighbors have lost their rights to stand in the Middle Class and was then forced down into lower class. It was then he heard terrible news... His Mother and Father had passed in an alley way. They were cold... alone... and hungry... Even though he sent a bit of his wages to them to ensure they can survive... sadly it wasn't enough.
"What is with you people?! We endure this hellish style of living just to get by, I struggled and so did the rest of you. That Filthy King Does not deserve his throne and we deserve to be treated as people and not as Slaves nor competition!" He declared! This was the very epiphany that lead to the spark of a Rebellion!
The People who had hope, the strength and the determination for a future that they rightfully banded together to take charge against this Tyrant of a king.
They trained themselves, Stealing guns and weapons and even buying them from merchants that had decided to dock at Raddo Kingdom. They were extremely strategic with their operations and so planted a plethora of watchful spies to ensure their plans are kept hidden. Three Months into the Rebellion, Tomo seized a guard; finding the trained personnel, catching him by surprise and killing him under the cover of night, he disguised himself as a Guard and took his place. He then disappeared and it was over the course of 3 months he learned the routines and schedules and jobs of the Guard he had replaced and those who worked along side him. With all this information gathered, he leaked it to the other Rebels on his free-nights.
Step Two, Coup D'état!
He was patrolling the corridors of the castle, sneaking away whilst the coast was clear he headed to his quarters and contacted his Subordinates.
"Come in! Captain Texas Orca Marco Orca, here. Come in; Status report!" He whispered into his personal Den-Den Mushi.
"Captain Torca?" Replied a Female Subordinate over the Den-Den Mushi.
"Don't Call me That! We are using Code names now, Respect the Code names!" He replied slightly raising his voice in a fit of annoyance.
"HAHA! I'm just messing with you; Now... Status Report. We have just gotten word from the Docks some World Government Dogs have made their way into Raddo Kingdom. We might be at a great disadvantage here, We aren't trained to deal with Cipher Pol." She replied.
"Cipher Pol?? They're here??? This is bad... Here, This is the most I can command of you lot since I'm right on duty. Collect Some Explosives and Plant them along the Wealthier Sides of the city and around the walls of the cancel. Have some snipers mark positions and hold them on nearby buildings; Gather my A team. We'll stage an all out confrontation so we can perform a secret assassination in the cover of the carnage." Replied Tomo but as he finished his sentence he heard a knock at his door, it seems someone had caught wind of the chatter that had been going on inside his quarters. He immediately cut contact and tucked his Den-Den Mushi into his helmet.
"Sorry, I can't be caught like this. We're too far in this." He thought as he got up to answer the door.
"Hey- Ahem Hey Mochet, I heard talking from in here and I wanted to check it out. Weren't you supposed to be checking out the Western wing of the Castle?" Asked the Guard at the door.
"Ah hah! Yes I was but I felt dizzy and almost collapsed on duty, I retreated to my quarters to see what was wrong with me. My ankle's been killing me and I guess the pain got to my head." He replied putting up a pitiful and saddened demeanor to disguise his actions prior.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Ill just report to our Commander about your ankle and I'll take over your shift. Don't worry about it, It's no biggie; I'm used to covering shifts when the others are tired." They Replied.
"Oh! Thank you, Tupid! You're a life-saver, Am gonna go take a seat. I'm sorry if my rambles got to you, Something upset me tis all." Replied Tomo grabbing his door and creaking it closer and closer.
"Aye, It's alright Mochet. Rest Well" Replied Tucker, sensing that Mochet wanted some time to rest he immediately dismissed himself; heading to the Commanders Quarters to report in.
Tomo immediately shut the door as softly as he could and he reached into his Helmet and retrieved the Den-Den Mushi; He stared at it for a moment, wondering if he should call once again for clearer instructions but... his intuition said otherwise. Tucker's interruption was enough to deter his decision and so He jumped onto his Bed and stared at the roof.
"...The Coupe Starts Tonight."
Rebel Base
Upon hearing Tomo's vague instructions the woman receptionist relayed the information to the others. They immediately began scattering about; Although this was a ragtag operation they understood the things they needed to do to accomplish their goals, even if it meant smuggling right under the king's nose albeit this resolve the Rebels Possessed only 10 fighters and 1 of them just so happened to be on the King's Guard...
...One could say, it was a pandemonium of ordered disorder. Let's just hope our Rebels can make it through. "Move in secrecy, We can't Miss this shot. Tomo's Counting on us!"
"Ma'am the A-Team is on Standby and they are awaiting clearer orders!"
"Explosives??? We barely have access to the Gun Powder Barrels; There are only about 2 and they're at the Docks!"
"Then Go get'em!" "Awww Maaaaaaannn..."
Juliet and Darr were led across the courtyard by the singular guard, the rest of the guards remaining at the gate to guard the entrance as it slammed shut. Darr, finally free from the confines of the ships and in a situation where he felt confident, likely due to the way they were treated finally allowed himself to let loose. And by letting loose it means that he started talking nearly non-stop, something he had been used to doing ever since Juliet had met him as a fellow recruit. The poor guard was assaulted with a barrage of questions and statements, and clearly unused to such behavior the man tried as well as he could to briefly answer questions without revealing anything.
So these rebels, what can you tell us about them? Well, the- Sorry, a bit more specific perhaps? When did this begin? Do you have any suspects? Yes, w- Have they made any demands? Large or small? Have they made any overt actions? Sir, let me- Terrorist attacks? Disruptions? Theft? How many do you suspect they are? Please, if- How does the populace view them? Largely hostile? Split? In favor of them?
The conversation was cut short the guard pushed open a large set of doors at the center of the wall opposite to the front gates. Intricately engraved in rich wood and adorned with gold and jewels, the two slabs of wood would probably have fed the entire kingdom for a week, yet it was only used as a portal to separate the castle from the outside. Once opened the doors revealed a large and long hall that stretched almost a hundred meters inside. The floor was draped in a colorful carpet leading the path directly down the middle to the throne that stood on a dais at the opposite end, where a figure was seated, looking down on the three new arrivals in silence.
Walking down the path even Darr fell silent again as the two agents took in the view of the room. Stained glass clearly made from a master reached from the floor to the ceiling at regular intervals, with beautiful tapestries handing between each window. Candlelight shone down from high above where golden and jeweled chandeliers hung in plenty, bathing the throne room in a multitude of colors. At last the agent's eyes fell on the man on the throne, who they assumed correctly to be King Sten.
Despite the lavish surroundings and light that shone all around, the king seemed to sit in darkness on his throne, looming down on them from up above with great disapproval. He remained in silence even as the guard that had led them all of this way motioned for the two agents to stop in place, still twenty or so meters from the throne. He then moved forward alone, kneeling for a moment before taking the last steps and delivering the letter to the king.
In one rough move King Sten ripped the seal and tossed the envelope aside to fall to the stone floor below. Juliet and Darr took notice of the disdain for their symbol, but otherwise gave no reaction to the insult. The king started reading the letter and muttering to himself, finishing in just over a minute. His eyes still lingered on the letter as he spoke, breaking the silence with his cold voice. So you two are all they sent.
Sire, we are here to ensure your safety and investigate. Juliet began, she had orders to not reveal Jason's presence as they did not know who was trustworthy, even among the man's own guard.
You two? Hah! King Sten barked a laugh, pointing a hand at them, gemstones adorning each of his fingers. I trust you'll at least step in front of a blade meant for myself at least.
If that is what is required, yes. Juliet responded tersely, gesturing to Darr. My colleague would like to begin by interrogating your staff firstly, as to make sure you are safe in your castle.
Oh? Do you think I'd let snakes into mine own home?`
Snakes have a way of finding ways in where they do not belong, sire. In the meantime I would like you to tell me any information you may have on the rebels, whether you find it useful or not.
Tch, my daughter Purall should be able to tell you all that you need. King Sten waved his hand dismissively, his fingers sparkling in the light.
Good, send for her. I should like the two of you to be in the same room anyway, as it makes it easier for us to keep you safe then.
The king scoffed, but gestured at a servant to do as she asked, sending for his daughter. Darr in the meantime walked off, already questioning the guard that had led them there with new and old questions. Juliet was left alone with the king for a while, and both seemed content not to speak to one another again for a while.
What'll it be? The barkeep asked as Jason fell into one of the empty seats at the bar and let out a deep groan while rubbing his neck. He was still sweaty and dirty from the day's work, he must look like hell.
However much ale this buys me. Jason flicked a coin across the counter, which the man caught easily. Moments later a glass of brown liquid sat before the agent, foamy and cold. Looking at the man that had taken his money, Jason gave him a look of confusion. That's all that buys me?
Times are hard. The barkeep shrugged. Jason took a swig of the glass and almost spit it out right away, fighting to keep the foul drink in his mouth. Managing to swallow, he sat the glass down and groaned to which the barkeep gave a look that might have been sympathy.
What the hell is this? Piss? Jason asked, glancing around him covertly. A few more had taken note of him now, as his voice had carried across the room. I slaved away for several days and this is all I can afford?
If you've a problem, you better take it up with the king. Now, are you gonna shut your mouth and drink your piss, or are you going out the door head first?
Tomo, laid in awe. He plotted but also he contemplated...
"What if we don't make it, What do I do then? I am the leader of the rebellion but I know for sure that the King would not allow this treachery to stand; I would most likely be beheaded and all those who have allied with me will be killed. Brutally and Mercilessly slaughtered for even having this dimwitted drive for hope."
"It really has me thinking, what if we planned a mass escape instead of blasphemy? That wouldn't stop the deeds being done and it would lead many to suffer, not everyone is capable of coming with us and hundreds of citizens disappearing overnight is too scandalous of an event to even be considered the norm." He thought as he glared at his quarter's roof, gazing into the void that was the vast expanse of imagination manifesting before his eyes. "Is this what one would call, Doubt? The anxiety of not being able to achieve your goals? I am in too deep to back out now; I trained for this but considering this operation had only been set for atleast six months tells me that we are nothing more than a ragtag group of hoodlums. I don't have the training of a regular guard and it's a good thing they hadn't checked up on us. I'm sure it's because the King loathes the idea of his subjects having the capability of opposing him."
Tomo reached for his Den-Den Mushi and placed it on his chest. His gaze fell upon it, as something inside him hoped that his subordinates were having an easy time. For someone who's drive sparked the entirety of this endeavor, he was uncharacteristically... wistful. It was there his silence was broken as his Den-Den Mushi began ringing! He answered...
"Aye, Captain... I know you're on the job so I'll make this brief. This is Adam from team Alpha, I am from the Lower Class region and I joined this rebellion to gain justice for all of us. However my sister's condition is worsening and we don't have the resources to fund her. I'd like to request we step it up a notch, the rest of the guys and myself have taken up our attire. When are we supposed to strike the castle? Moncherry went down to the docks to get the gunpowder barrels so he should be returning soon." said the Rebel's star member, the man with enough man power to lead them to victory.
"...Adam... I was in a bit of a rush, so the plans didn't come out fully. We are to strike in the cover of the night, our uniforms blend in better that way and makes us harder to be detected. I'm sorry to hear about your sister, but fighting in this war we can't afford to excel at too great of a pace. As I heard from our information sect; Cipher Pol has made their way onto the island. The King's aware of the rebellion, so I ask that you be careful and make yourselves as inconspicuous as possible. I found a relay point in which I can let you into the castle, but it requires a night shift of guarding to pull off and with that we'd need a sacrifice." replied Tomo, his tone a bit somber due to his anxiety.
"...I see... I hear you loud and clear..." Replied Adam, he wasn't satisfied with the answer he'd been given and expected a bit more urgency considering his sister's worsening condition. It would have been wrong to guilt trip another that way, but it was through an eye of kindness he wanted this. Adam grit his teeth beginning to lose his temper; to prevent any unwanted confrontations he hung up, went on his way and waited.
Tomo was a bit surprised, since Adam was usually a kind soul. Maybe these were one of the situations where people changed themselves due to their cares, their focuses and considerations of what was most important to them. He merely sighed and rested his Den-Den Mushi to his side. He didn't want any hiccups in the plan, but people are fickle and in times of struggle the swiftest of plans will always catch the eyes of those desperately looking for hope...
Rebel Base
Adam stormed out of the main lobby and head into an open hallway to lean and console himself, He'd grown agitated due to Tomo's military level-headed reply...
"I can't stand by for so long..."
"...Everyone's working so hard just to get this done. I can't be being this petty but at the same time, I don't want to lose my sister. I haven't truly weighed the price of going against the king and his guard in this manner. I am strong but I don't believe I can stand to Cipher Pol, all that I can believe to be done is working to kill the king. Even so, this plan was six months in the making and even through the protests this Violent outburst is far too... Extreme."
"I can tell just be reminiscing to the faces of the people I watched cry. They wanted a change and they protested, we got violent a while back and started throwing things at Guards and damaging the King's property. Even tearing up his banners; I remember when a wealthy Citizen hired a body guard to take on our violent protests, I fought with him. I may have escaped with bruises but at least he stopped along the way..." He thought, finding ways to distract himself from his own dismay.
"It's odd to find the Great Adam all alone by himself..." Moncherry began, walking into the Halls with a few barrels in his clutches along with a helper?
Adam quickly quelled his thoughts upon hearing Moncherry's words... "Don't flatter me, I'm just thinking. Captain says we're going at nightfall and what's with the helper?" Replied Adam quickly shifting the conversation.
"Nightfall aye? That's a bit far but okay, I'll wait on it. As for the helper; This is Kazuto he's interested in helping the Rebels. So I brought him along after testing him of course, Come on Adam. You can't sulk around outside here now; We need to talk..." Replied Moncherry steadily pacing past Adam with Kazuto following close behind him. The barrels they brought weren't plentiful but it was a great addition to their arsenal and as of now the Rebels possessed 8 barrels total and considering the type of plan they had in mind one can only hope that this was enough.
It had only been a few minutes since the servant departed the throne room before the door cracked open and a young woman stepped inside. Glancing up at the king, she smiled anxiously before approaching Juliet, bowing just a little before the agent. Hello? You requested my assistance?
Princess Purall? Juliet said, responding to the bow with a simple nod. Yes, the king told me that you could inform me of what information you have on the rebels here in the city.
Oh, yes! She seemed excited to have someone to talk about. If you would follow me to my office, I have the information there.
Could you send your servant to fetch them? I would have both of you in the same room until this is resolved. Much easier to protect you in that case.
Oh, yes of course. The princess muttered, calling the servant over and handing them a key and whispering orders to them. A moment later the servant left again, while Purall gestured towards a table against the wall. Here, I can tell you the basics first.
Juliet nodded and took her seat, back against the entrance to the throne room so that she could see both the princess and king at the same time.
Darr had interrogated several of the guards already, and now he made his way towards the quarters where the soldiers were housed, to see what he had missed. While he was known for being talkative and rarely keeping his mouth, he was not one to talk to himself. He also made up for the excessive speaking with being one of the more silent recruits, so as he stepped through the cold halls barely a sound could be heard.
It was this that allowed him to approach the personal rooms of the guards without alerting anyone who did not look at him directly. Approaching a row of doors he first walked along them listening before knocking on any of them. He stopped abruptly as he caught the end of a conversation, barely catching some of the words.
Not waiting for the person or people on the other side of the door to react to him knocking on the door, Darr slammed his shoulder against the wooden board. A crashing noise sounded through the nearby rooms as he burst through the door, stumbling into the room Tomo was in.
You there! Darr held a hand inside his coat, facing Tomo. What was that phone call about? Who did you talk to? Did I hear the word sacrifice? Also something about night shift? Wait, first of all, put your hands where I can see them and put down the phone!
Jason looked at the bartender and the rest of the room, they seemed lose interest in him already, likely they didn't think he'd rise to the bait. He only considered for a split second before flinging the glass against the barkeep, the murky liquid splattering against his apron and the glass clattering onto the floor below. A moment later a set of big arms wrapped around each of Jason's upper arms and pulled him from his seat. Pretending to fight at the injustice, he was dragged from the room and towards the door, yelling all the way. THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!
Landing on the cobble stones, Jason rolled his body to absorb the shock, then looked up to see the two bouncers close the door behind them. Well, hopefully he had made an impression on more than the barkeep. Standing up and dusting himself off, Jason began walking further into the city, deciding his time was better spent scouting. And so he slowly walked the streets of Raddo making his way up the hill towards the castle. It was late, maybe he could catch the rebels in the act?
It had only been a few minutes since the servant departed the throne room before the door cracked open and a young woman stepped inside. Glancing up at the king, she smiled anxiously before approaching Juliet, bowing just a little before the agent. Hello? You requested my assistance?
Princess Purall? Juliet said, responding to the bow with a simple nod. Yes, the king told me that you could inform me of what information you have on the rebels here in the city.
Oh, yes! She seemed excited to have someone to talk about. If you would follow me to my office, I have the information there.
Could you send your servant to fetch them? I would have both of you in the same room until this is resolved. Much easier to protect you in that case.
Oh, yes of course. The princess muttered, calling the servant over and handing them a key and whispering orders to them. A moment later the servant left again, while Purall gestured towards a table against the wall. Here, I can tell you the basics first.
Juliet nodded and took her seat, back against the entrance to the throne room so that she could see both the princess and king at the same time.
Darr had interrogated several of the guards already, and now he made his way towards the quarters where the soldiers were housed, to see what he had missed. While he was known for being talkative and rarely keeping his mouth, he was not one to talk to himself. He also made up for the excessive speaking with being one of the more silent recruits, so as he stepped through the cold halls barely a sound could be heard.
It was this that allowed him to approach the personal rooms of the guards without alerting anyone who did not look at him directly. Approaching a row of doors he first walked along them listening before knocking on any of them. He stopped abruptly as he caught the end of a conversation, barely catching some of the words.
Not waiting for the person or people on the other side of the door to react to him knocking on the door, Darr slammed his shoulder against the wooden board. A crashing noise sounded through the nearby rooms as he burst through the door, stumbling into the room Tomo was in.
You there! Darr held a hand inside his coat, facing Tomo. What was that phone call about? Who did you talk to? Did I hear the word sacrifice? Also something about night shift? Wait, first of all, put your hands where I can see them and put down the phone!
Jason looked at the bartender and the rest of the room, they seemed lose interest in him already, likely they didn't think he'd rise to the bait. He only considered for a split second before flinging the glass against the barkeep, the murky liquid splattering against his apron and the glass clattering onto the floor below. A moment later a set of big arms wrapped around each of Jason's upper arms and pulled him from his seat. Pretending to fight at the injustice, he was dragged from the room and towards the door, yelling all the way. THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!
Landing on the cobble stones, Jason rolled his body to absorb the shock, then looked up to see the two bouncers close the door behind them. Well, hopefully he had made an impression on more than the barkeep. Standing up and dusting himself off, Jason began walking further into the city, deciding his time was better spent scouting. And so he slowly walked the streets of Raddo making his way up the hill towards the castle. It was late, maybe he could catch the rebels in the act?
Tomo's Dilemma...
Tomo hadn't really planned on what he would do if he were to be caught, his instincts immediately wanted him to defend himself but they were in the Guard's quarters. He had made a plentiful mound of friends within the guard but as a Rebel there were larger things at stake, He planned to lead his comrades away from the guards and simply kill the king itself then... then... then what? It seems Tomo hadn't planned that far...
"WHA?!??" he exclaimed as he was startled by the sudden yell, It was Darr. Barging into Tomo's Quarters he got up and followed the man's exact commands as he yelled inquiries. "Look... This is all a big misunderstanding..." He began as he dropped the Den-Den Mushi on the Bed, Slowly lifting his hands in the air. "...Uhmm... My name is Mochet, I'm... Uh..." Ahem " ...The phone call was to my siblings, They're playing DnD. Y'know the Dungeon and Dragons Board Game???" He replied trying his best to hide his anxiety. A plethora of thoughts darted through his mind...
"Am I done for? I thought there weren't any one else down here, what's going on here? Who is this guy?!?"
This encounter made him excessively uneasy and he wasn't too sure if he could keep his composure for too long, He tried his best to stare Darr right in the eyes but he began sweating. At the back of his mind he had hoped that, his friends would not call at this given time.
The Rebel's are on the Move! Time was slipped away from Tomo as his Subordinates had already started their move. The Rebels were smart, Smart enough to know that the best kind of attacks were ones that were setup up hours before. The Rebels had stationed Their Crows along the nearest buildings of the Castle; Having an open and easeful view directly from the front; In total there were 5 of them. There was a great variable amongst their ranks though, If their Identities were found out then it would be game over for the entire operation. So, they spent a great deal of time gathering dark clothes and materials to mask themselves... Just like ninjas...
They Phoned in to base via Den-Den Mushi and reported the where abouts of Guard Positioning but there was a big issue, they saw no sign of Tomo...
"Willow Tree. Come in Willow Tree..." Whispered Moncherry, Yes; Moncherry the Member of the A team, positioned himself atop the building nearest to the main street leading to the front gate... as a sniper. He was quite sneaky and possessed a great eye in stealth and so he offered himself to support his fellow comrades. He hid himself pretty well as the Dark Garments were tightly wrapped around his body, some would say they were extremely uncomfortable. He laid down flat at the floor with his Average Musket aimed and primed for the first shot. He was relatively safe so long as no additional shined throughout the roofs and same went for the other snipers.
"...Cherrypie, We here you loud and clear. Status report on Captain Tezca?" replied the Nice lady over the Den-Den Mushi.
"Tezca is no where to be seen and we have a limited time frame, I think he might be held up but every time I search for his face all I see are Dolphins. We might have to carry out the mission without Tezca and I think he'd rather himself be called Torca, Contact Adam and tell him to start the invasion. Allow for the Other members of the A - Team Infiltrate and we provide cover fire." He replied with a disheartened tone. Deep down he'd actually hoped that Tomo would have lead them but something seems to be holding him, they had not really known him for long and had only a loyalty for his resolve.
"...Sigh... Adam heard you loud and clear. He's... I'm sorry for not saying this sooner but I connected Adam preemptively to each of the operational calls as to allow for quick and decisive action upon his request." Replied the Nice Lady. She was a bit regretful for what she had done since, it is widespread amongst the Rebels that when it came to recklessness and a strong Resolve, Adam was the top choice for these awards.
"Wait... What?!" Replied Moncherry... he paused for a moment to take in what he had just heard, surprised at this sudden shift in plans. He gasped as he intended to utter another word however...
It was then, his surprise turned to pure shock... As an explosion sounded off as clouds of dust and sharp debris began flying outwards and into the sky over on the western side of the city close by but not onto that end of the Castle!
The Nearby Guards monitoring the walls and the outskirts of the Wing quickly rushed to see what was going on, The hurried and rallied all nearby troupes to investigate. They frantically yelled as orders flew about; "Protect The King!", "We're Under attack!"
"WHAT IS HE DOING?!" He thought! He feared that the explosion would engulf more than intended, Moncherry thought initially that they would have laid out the Barrels then shoot them to have more remote explosions but he heard no shots fire, as a matter a fact; his subordinates were just as confused as he was and wondered why such an unpredictable explosion occurred?
The Citizens were startled by the sudden sound off and some even got out of their houses to see what had occurred, The Streets flooded as families of all classes began to leave there homes to see what had been going on.
Adam was a very strong individual in all aspects where it meant he had to be the greatest opposition one would face, Adam was the man for that level of Danger... But, How was he responsible for that explosion? It was very simple, instead of planting the barrels to be shot Adam was actually throwing the barrels in the dead of night. Due to hour dark the night sky was it would hide the barrels as they flew, he modified the barrels at the last moment adding a material which ignited upon impact.. A Flint Switch, You see he threw the Barrels in a very specific way that once they hit the ground they'd land on the switch causing the flint to hit one another with great force and producing a spark which ignited the Gunpowder inside the barrels triggering a massive combustive explosion... But where was he? Who knows, All that can be said the barrels trajectory would have to be read to properly read it's source of origin.
"Let's hope this one hits it's target..." He muttered to himself as he Threw yet another one! It hurdled through the sky as the Citizen's muttered and murmured and panicked in their Pajamas. The suspense was very strong and Moncherry and the other snipers Hoped they'd not be caught in an untimely explosion... and then it occurred once again...
The barrel gyrated as it arched along it's path, the surrounding situation was tense and town's people were scared. They flinched once again as the Castle Gate Suddenly Exploded! The Infrastructure shook as nearby walls crumbled and cracked as it became unstable, The Nearby Guards all flinched as they patrolled the Front Gates Walls, One was even caught in the explosion; Dying a swift and unexpected death. The sudden flash Frightened the people as the sound soon followed and everyone began rushing through the streets and away from the Castle, The Screamed and shrieked; Children cried and some even began falling behind. The Nearby Snipers laid low but flinched out of fear!
"That's our Queue!" Signaled Goto, Another member of the A - Team; Prompting them to run in onto the Now Opened Castle using the rushing civilians as Cover, allowing them to cross the street to head to the eastern wing of the Castle.
Kazuto, The Rebel knew Recruit was placed on the sniper time on the far east side of the building array. No one really knew why he selected this part of the job and why Moncherry supported his decision. Well it was for this moment and this moment along, Kazuto took the first shot.
POOOOOOOWWWWW!!
The Musket shot reverberated through the eastern side of the Nearby castle Area, singular guard who had been rushing to make it back to the innards of the Castle on this side was struck, hit in the neck through the opening's in his uniform he fell off the walls, landing on his neck and there he was sentenced as dead. Many of the other Snipers followed in his Foot steps and begin picking off the exposed Guards, especially the ones who went to investigate the explosions. All but Moncherry fired, he waited; He waited to see if any of the Cipher Pol Dogs would come out to help them.
The Guards yelled Once more as they commanded all open troopers to retreat and to find their own Firing squad to combat these new advances!
Darr listened to the overly anxious guard try to explain himself but utterly fail, tripping over his own words as if he was but a novice at speaking. But where this man was lacking, Darr himself was a self styled master. The moment the guard stopped speaking and gave him an opening, the agent pounced while also pulling out his gun with his hand that had been hidden in his coat, leveling it at the guard. He then unleashed a barrage... of words!
A misunderstanding you say? Your words aren't doing anything to clear up these understanding. Your cousins are playing a game you say? What dungeons are they playing in? Have you snuck them into the King's dungeons? Should we visit there and take a look? Perhaps you need to see the inside of those cells yourself to help us clear up this understanding? What dragons are you talking about? Is that code for something dangerous that is about to happen here? And what does it have to do with being bored? Hey, I am talking to you! What do you mean "am I done for"? Who am I? Who are you talking to now? Who is this guy? This guy is an agent with the Cipher Pol, here on the request of your king to help sort out this mess you have going on! I will-
Darr was interrupted by the first explosion in the distance, shaking the city and illuminating the night. Cringing before the explosion for a split second and glancing out the window, Darr then turned back towards Tomo. Was that the fucking dragon you were talking about? You are coming with me.
-and so although the populace are certainly discontent with Father and his rule, they are not rallying behind the rebels. Purall kept her voice low as she spoke to Juliet, surely not wanting to give rise to anger from the king. They are too focused on action against us instead of inflaming the people.
Juliet nodded, glancing at the man brooding on his high seat, then to the door that opened in the corner once more. The servant reappeared, carrying a stack of papers in their arms, hurrying towards the table the two women sat at. The man was only a few steps from them when the first explosion sounded, rocking the castle to the core.
Papers flew everywhere as the man fell to the stone floor, while Juliet sprang to her feet, looking towards the source of the explosion. Only giving it a split second before grabbing the princess by her arm as she was moving from her seat to check on the servant. When she protested leaving the man alone, Juliet only growled a quick response. Leave him, he's only shaken, he'll be fine.
The two of them were halfway towards the throne when the second explosion sounded and the king who had been standing up was thrown from his perch. A quick tap of her feet sent Juliet across the floor at a high speed, fast enough to catch the aging monarch before he landed on the stones and sustain any serious injuries.
Got you. Juliet set the man down, and stepped towards the door the servant had entered through moments ago as the king dusted himself off. Outside shouting and gunfire could be heard, followed by screaming. Time to go!
Juliet pushed open the door and looked both ways before choosing right as it led them further away from the front gate that was currently under attack. As she gestured for them to follow, her den den mushi began ringing and she fished it out with one hand, while her other hand grabbed her gun and pointed it down the way she was walking. The voice on the other line she knew to be Jason, though he sounded muffled. Is the prime objective reached?
Confirmed. Juliet responded, letting her superior know that the King was under guard, but using a code in case someone was listening in on their conversation. Remembering the princess, Juliet decided to inform Jason of her as well. Secondary as well.
Good. Keep control of Prime at all costs. Will seek Tertiary. Jason said, referring to the rebels themselves. A click sounded and the call ended. Juliet shoved the phone into her jacket again, focusing more on the path ahead as she turned another corner.
Jason tucked away his den den mushi again, focusing on the streets as he ran full speed across the cobblestones. He had inverted his jacket, the dark inside now hiding him in the dark of the night. What was the starkest difference however was the dark cloth pulled over his head, only leaving a thin strip across his eyes. He was like a shadow running through the streets, and he had been doing so since the first explosion. He had momentarily been struck with the consideration of seeking out the scene of the explosion, but even before the second blast he had decided he needed to secure the castle first. Already having headed towards the castle even before this, he now was only a short distance away. Screams and gunfire cut through the night and the smell of smoke was strong even here.
Deciding he needed a better vantage point, Jason leapt and climbed onto one of the rows of buildings not far from the castle. Settling onto the roof, he activated his color of observation to not be taken by surprise by any who might hide on the roofs. He immediately felt a vast amount of presences, but they were almost from inside the buildings afraid and cowering. Those were not the enemy to be sure. No, he moved forward with grace and care when he sensed a presence just ahead. This was different, definitely reeking of killing intent. Sneaking up closer, he realized the figure was faced away, holding a rifle aimed at the carnage that was the castle just ahead.
Deciding to take advantage of his position behind the sniper, Jason turned his hand into a fist, except for his index finger. Pointing it towards the foe, then thrust it forwards, unleashing a compressed air bullet towards the center of his back.
Tobu Shigan "Bachi" Requirements: 51 Mastery, 41 Strength DPS: B
A projectile version of Shigan that fires sharp compressed air bullets from the fingers, similar to "Rankyaku".
61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2(B) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level
The Time of Action Tomo looked at the man with an innate confusion, this wasn't due to anything prior but to the influence of having a sound resolve. He was a bit anxious when the agent had barged into his room; originally he wasn't ready for this type of confrontation and spoke purely out of fear. It was only a few interactions later, had he gotten a grip on himself. "I don't know who this guy is but-" he thought merely momentarily before being interjected by the shockwave and sudden illumination of the room. The glint surprised Tomo and it was then he realized what was going on...
"I'm not going anywhere with you! The Castle's under attack, I have a job to do; My friends are dying let me go and let me help them! Originally I had stayed in my quarters because I felt sick and it was then I called my siblings. You Bastard why'd you come in all ballsy, Move it and let me Do my job; Even if I am sick!" He shouted at Darr; expressing a great dismay for he is being held up this way, this was a fairly good play in his eyes and the coincidence of the attack made a proper cover for the ragtag story he'd just angrily told the Cipher Pol agent. He opted to force the Agent slightly out of his way to further support this claim. For all he knew, he needed to get out of the castle and carry out the mission!
The Rebels and the Lap Dog of Cipher Pol (Disclaimer: I do not wish to Discriminate or disrespect anyone with this title )
It was a few moments of action but it was more than enough to warrant any special kind of attention from the agents that were said to be here on the island. That is what Moncherry decided to wait for, he had planned to lead the organized attack but a grand majority of the events that have unfolded were all innate improvisions thanks to Adam's impatience and this put Moncherry in a great moment of stress. "It's only a matter of time before they make their way out, Soldiers are falling way quicker than one would anticipate. I'd say the front gate and both wings look desolate. Not a single Guard took initiative to leave the walls so I'm assuming they're huddling inside. I hope-" It was just then he was alerted by a sudden shriek...
AGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!
A bloodcurdling shriek of a solider falling to the hands of the very enemy, he was laying in wait for. The surrounding snipers ceased fire to investigate where the scream had originated. It was to the right of Moncherry and to the left of Kazuto, it was Bumo; Bumo the Sharpshot... But who took him out?! Immediately Kazuto took aim onto where Bumo was posted and there he saw whom, it was Jason... His eyes widened as quickly noticed the blood that was splattered, it seemed that he had struck Bumo from behind and he shrieked in agony. Kazuto Fired his Musket prematurely, Kazuto was fearful and he was sacred. His Composure had completely broken down and so his shot unrefined and would not hit it's target but instead graze past the eyes of the fellow.
Luckily enough Bumo was not completely out of it... yet, though the damage had come through, a sudden burst of adrenaline forced him to move, He took his musket and swung about to shoot Jason but... it was too late...
Bumo & Jason Bumo Durability: 12; 1-20: 1. Wall/Tree Level Vs 61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2(B) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level = DPR 3 higher than dura: super effective
The Damage had taken it's tole and Bumo Technically Died as he spun, Having damaged his spine through Jason's Attack aiming for the center his back. Jason had paralyzed the man however the intensity of the damage, spread throughout the entirety of the nerve endings in this area, forcing his body to come to a seize due the sudden shock and all processes to ceased regular function to as they were disconnected from the brain; and so more accurately... Bumo was slowly dying and there was no way to save him.
Moncherry had heard the cry and looked over at the same building in which Kazuto just shot at... He saw him, He saw the man that did it... Moncherry raised his musket and readied to fire. He possessed an innately higher level of skill with fire arms than his subordinates and so he was more likely and more confident in hitting his targets. He knelt down low and readied to take the shot but something had interrupted them once again-
KA... BOOOOOOMMMM!!
Another Explosion sounded from the western wing of the castle, the glint affected all nearby since it was sufficiently close. Clouds of smoke and dust flew about into the environment and pebbles flew along with it. The wall had crumbled and the surrounding infrastructure was severely weakened, Adam had been lurking in the shadows throwing barrels one-by-one with innate precision. He was providing necessary cover for the A-Team to make their way into the castle and thanks to Adam and the sudden explosion, they did; leaping from the shadows, they sprinted towards the opening made from the explosion, Armed with Swords and a few gadgets; Namely 4 smoke bombs and 2 grenades. It was now end game, It was time to get to the king and finally kill him!
"Adam... You better get this! We already lost 1 man and we're going to lose way more with this monster on our tail." Thought Moncherry as he regained himself and preparing to fire; He never truly wanted it to go this way, he wanted to protect the people he cared about and through doing that this type of sacrifice had to be made. Almost dramatically, he began reflecting on all he had done as he held the musket firmly in place.
"I don't have much regrets, All things I had done were through my own accord. I wished to protect people and I had leaned to a form of Neo-Justice just to get the results I so desired. This is probably the worst way to express our disdain for the king; a coupe, first it was parading through the streets protesting and now we're criminals for the sake of justice but would it be justice in the eyes of others? I'm too far deep to back out now, If I retreat now I'd have betrayed my comrades and friends. If I return to the life style of ever growing poverty I'll die a prolonged death and watch as everyone else suffers; with this much on my shoulders one would crumble under the pressure and the burdens of the consequences... Not me, I always hated myself for how I chose to live.. We should have quietly left instead of playing hero, and that is my affirmation by a long shot." And it was here his thoughts ceased, he smiled under the thick robes wrapped around his body. His body no longer wavered and his regret swiftly turned into strength, into an affirmed ambition. A drive to protect all that he could for whatever time he had left. If they succeeded, they could elect a new general in the Tyrant's stead and the rebels would go into hiding, if they fail they'd die and be forgotten. Labelled as nothing more than a bunch of Terrorists aiming to disrupt the great ruling provided by their "Benevolent" King.
Here... He took the shot...
POOOWWWWW!!! This was for Bumo, For Kazuto, For his mother Make-o; His dead children and his now Dying wife... It was to protect the life of another at the cost of his own. Surely, Jason would have taken notice to Kazuto's miss-fire however moments later would come a secondary shot aimed cleanly at Jason. It was a needed act, to ensure Kazuto could get time to act; Moncherry was content with himself and how things might end and heavily depending on it... He will live happily.
Your friends? Darr said, putting both hands on the grip of his gun. Another explosion sounded, yet he remained firm. What about the man you are supposed to protect? What about your king? Why are you not worried about him? Who are your friends anyway? Those you were on the phone with? Why would you be calling your fellow guards if they are in the same building as yourself?
Darr was interrupted by another explosion, this one even closer, but coming from a different angle. The building shook fully, and he half expected the ceiling or floor to collapse, but once the dust settled they were unscathed. Having looked around the room, the agent once more fixed his eyes on Tomo. For a moment he stood in uncharacteristically silence, then he let out a curse and turned away back towards the door he had entered through. I don't have time to deal with you, but if I see you again and I don't like what I see, you're a dead man!
With that he rushed into the hallway and disappeared from the supposed guard's view.
At the third explosion Juliet was knocked off her balance, near an intersection in the castle that went in four directions. This was close, closer than any of the others. The king and princess had both fallen down, but were already climbing to their feet. Neither of them were helping each other up, oddly enough. Juliet herself was leaning up against the corner at the end of the hallway. Down to the left a gust of wind came, followed by the sound of movement. It was the direction the last explosion had come from. Was the people sound of incursion? Not good.
Gesturing for the two royals to quiet down, Juliet walked away from the intersection and started leading them back a little so they could sneak away in the opposite directions those attackers came in. The king, however stumbled and fell against the wall for a moment, sending a crashing sound through the halls, likely loud enough that the attackers would hear them.
Jason expected more of a resistance as the sniper took the attack, yet he fell to the ground without ever firing back. His attention was immediately turned elsewhere as he sensed the two other snipers reacting to his attack. Seeing that one of them was distraught and reacting poorly, the Lap Dog of Cipher Pol raised his leg and kicked in Kazuto's direction. A blade made of pure air burst forth, rushing towards the rebel and aiming to cut him across the chest.
61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2(B) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level
And then he turned his attention towards Moncherry, seeing that he had his gun trained on him. In the distance another explosion sounded, illuminating the grounds and shaking the building they stood on. Moncherry was momentarily distracted, before regaining his composure to aim at Jason again. Yet the agent was gone from view.
Emerging from a blur of movement, having used soru to increase his speed, Jason landed on the roof to the right of Moncherry as the sniper had just looked into his scope. Moving forwards rapidly, he held both arms out with index fingers extended. Clothed in darkness, he thrust both hands forward to drill into Moncherry's torso.
Shigan "Madara" Requirements: 51 mastery, 51 strength DPS: B
Appears as Oren, but is performed with both hands instead of one causing massive damage. 61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2(B) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level
Tomo's Big Plan... Backfires?! Tomo, turned about and grabbed the rest of his Uniform as well as his Den Den Mushi. He grabbed for his guard's saber, daunted his helmet and shot out of his room into the hallway; Moving a swiftly as he could to try and reduce his levels of suspicion by going to do what he should have done a while ago, Guard to the King from the Attackers. "It was a stretch but at least he left me alone." he thought as he dashed through the hallway.
Tomo's schedule revolved around regular checks of the Eastern wing of the castle, additionally that's where he had told his fellow rebels to meet him so that they could sneak in and execute the coup d'état without any hiccups and under the cover of the silent night... however things had not gone that way.
As he ran, a strong scent of broken wall and ash befell him. The way that which he took lead to an exploded sector of the castle... Where had Tomo gone to and what lies for our proud traitor?
The Great Fall of Blessed Moncherry... Kazuto Wavered, he stared at the adversary who had just mercilessly killed Bumo right before his eyes. Though Kazuto was a great shot his mental fortitude was... at an all time low, doing things like this require experience and proper training and vast majority of the rebels hadn't focused on that; Unfortunately Kazuto was a late addition, though many objected Moncherry insisted that he joined to serve right under him... Boy was that a mistake.
Kazuto Vs Jason Bourne
1-20: 1. Wall/Tree Level vs 61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2(B) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level = DPR 3 Higher than dura: Super effective
Jason Retaliated! Kicking a Wind Blade right at the Defenseless novice, He sliced right through him! His Torso made a sorrowful departure from the rest of his body, a tear ran down his face as the pain had gotten to the poor lad. His body crumbled and fell onto the hard roof, it bled out. His vision began to blur as his consciousness slowly faded... The Last he could see or hear was the flash and following explosion from the A-team, his life replayed itself endlessly trying to coax it's dying body.
The Explosion that intercepted them all had been there undoing, Jason was a skilled Agent and it seemed as though Moncherry didn't possess enough power to oppose him for too long or for no variables at all. The Target in which he fired at had Long disappeared, Moncherry was confused for that moment but it was only then he sensed it; The murderous intent... and the Pain.
Moncherry Vs Jason Bourney
21-40: 2. Small Building Level Vs 61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2(B) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level = DPR 2 higher than dura: super effective
Jason burrowed into Moncherry's Right Side, Drilling through his Ribs and into his lungs. Blood Spilled from his side as he exclaimed, "Gagh!" Blood spewed from his mouth as he fell over to the left. He dropped his Musket and fellow over, "I- I'm Hit... It hurts. This guy, He doesn't know what's going on, He doesn't know the innate struggles we go through; He is just following orders." He thought as his head hit the Roof.
He Gagged as he bled out from his side, his mouth began gurgling as Air was being pushed through his mouth as though he had a few words to say...
"Kazuto... I'm so sorry. I failed you, I shouldn't have brought you here. Now I won't see you grow out of your shell, Monchet... Where had you gone? Your son; He is here without a guide, he is here without any hope. You disappeared from the guard and then was pronounced dead by unknown cause. I gave Tomo my permission to impersonate him, I guess I really disgraced him. I don't deserve to live anymore, I failed. I put a kid on the frontlines thinking I could protect him, now look at me. I'm dying" He thought, though too intensely focused on his last words his body mimicked each word being pushed throughout his mind. He smiled and closed his eyes, he had accepted his fate; He was going to die but atleast he may go smiling.
The Other Snipers heard the commotion on the neighboring roofs and immediately, began relocating. With their black clothes they could easily hide in the dark of night... but would be enough? Carefully they lifted their muskets and ceased their attack, the soldiers within the castle returned fire as the Other Crows wished to retreat. They were backed into a very severe corner.
Inner Wall Blues... The A-Team had successfully managed to infiltrate the castle, the eastern wing wasn't guarded and Since Tomo was no where to be found Adam had blasted his way into the structure. They had planned to go straight to the King's Chambers and start blasting through a cover of Smoke, that would be generated by their diverse array of bombs however Fate had other plans. They were met with an unexpected counter... It was the King! They had been running through the halls for not too long until a loud thud caught their attention, heading to the source they found who had made it... The King but Not only that but there were a few Others, it took the Band of rebels a few moments to truly take in the level of luck they had. They looked at one other before... unsheathing their weapons and menacingly facing the royals!
Around the same time, behind of the King, The Princess and Juliet came Tomo! The leader of the Rebellion however disguised as a guard on duty, he was surprised at what he was met with. The King and a Few others were caught in a bind with the Team that he was supposed to lead. "HEY!" He shouted drawing the attention of each person in the corridor.
"Step Away from the King Rebels!" He shouted once again as he ran at them, with his Guard's Saber in hand.
"Well if it isn't the King's DOG!" Shouted Goto as he ran to Meet Tomo midway and clash with him!
But what about the others? As we now by now, the Rebels had expected to see Tomo at the beginning of their raid on the castle. So Why would Goto greet him this way? Because of their innate improvision skills, the remaining two of the Rebels tossed one of the smoke bombs onto the floor. Rapidly the Corridor began to fill, as Goto and Tomo fought clashing their blades as the mist filled the area. "Go Your Majesty!" Shouted Tomo.
"You seem to have developed a fine character, When are you going to give it up so we can complete the mission?" Whispered Goto. Tomo was disappointed that the operation had gone on this way but what could he have done? There were obstacles in which he had to face, with the Introduction of CP Agent interrogating him things weren't really bound to go smoothly. He lessened his resistance to Goto, allowing him to take a clear advantage and to punch him straight across the face; Seemingly knocking him out. Tomo wanted to make the act extremely believable and so he fell to the floor allowing the smoke to engulf him and obstruct the other's view on himself.
Darr left the guard and rushed down the hall. Although he might have headed for the throne room, he didn't expect Juliet and the king to still be there, she would know better than to sit put. Instead the agent hurried in the direction of the last blast, to investigate what was going on there. It did not take long for him to reach a point where he heard movement. He slowed down and started stepping carefully again as to not alert whoever was up ahead of him. Turning around a corner he ended up behind the A-team and Adam as they drew their weapons to face Juliet and the king.
Juliet noticed him right away but did not alert them to Darr's presence, and as one the two agents raised their guns at the rebels from either direction. It was just then that the guard that Darr had been interrogating just earlier rushed out to clash with one of the rebels. How had he gotten here? Didn't he say he was going towards the front gate? Had he gotten lost? At least he had engaged in battle with the rebels, did that mean he truly was genuine? All these thoughts rushed through the mind of the agent, but he shouted something different. Lay down your arms, you are outnumbered and surrounded!
Jason's finger pierced flesh, blood flowing outwards to coat his forearm and splatter against his dark clothing, leaving no mark in the dim light of the night. Yet what the clothes and darkness hid even more was the grim look of sadness that painted his face as he watched the rebel before him cough up blood, his voice a gurgling mess as he tried to speak. Sensing that the attention of the other snipers had turned away from him, Jason fell to his knees next to Moncherry.
You idiots. Jason muttered angrily, even as life was fading from the other man. What were you thinking? Blowing up half the city? They people would never support you if you were worse than the King himself.
Too impatient... Jason shook his head, then looked down on Moncherry. But maybe your deaths won't be in vain. But it is time you slept.
Jason reached up and stabbed his index finger into Mocherry's heart this time, so he would not suffer any more. Then with his clean hand the Cipher Pol agent grabbed the body of the rebel by their jacket and leapt from the roof, pulling them with him. As if skipping from invisible step to step, Jason crossed the empty air before landing on the steps of the castle.
The guards outside didn't have time to notice him before he slipped inside. Moncherry's corpse was left just inside. In his hand he now held the den den mushi that had been used by Moncherry moments before. Already it was ringing, calling the rebels again. Should Adam or Goto answer the phone, Jason would speak immediately, his voice one more cold and calculating.
Your support forces are in disarray, their commander is dead. Surrender now.
Darr left the guard and rushed down the hall. Although he might have headed for the throne room, he didn't expect Juliet and the king to still be there, she would know better than to sit put. Instead the agent hurried in the direction of the last blast, to investigate what was going on there. It did not take long for him to reach a point where he heard movement. He slowed down and started stepping carefully again as to not alert whoever was up ahead of him. Turning around a corner he ended up behind the A-team and Adam as they drew their weapons to face Juliet and the king.
Juliet noticed him right away but did not alert them to Darr's presence, and as one the two agents raised their guns at the rebels from either direction. It was just then that the guard that Darr had been interrogating just earlier rushed out to clash with one of the rebels. How had he gotten here? Didn't he say he was going towards the front gate? Had he gotten lost? At least he had engaged in battle with the rebels, did that mean he truly was genuine? All these thoughts rushed through the mind of the agent, but he shouted something different. Lay down your arms, you are outnumbered and surrounded!
Jason's finger pierced flesh, blood flowing outwards to coat his forearm and splatter against his dark clothing, leaving no mark in the dim light of the night. Yet what the clothes and darkness hid even more was the grim look of sadness that painted his face as he watched the rebel before him cough up blood, his voice a gurgling mess as he tried to speak. Sensing that the attention of the other snipers had turned away from him, Jason fell to his knees next to Moncherry.
You idiots. Jason muttered angrily, even as life was fading from the other man. What were you thinking? Blowing up half the city? They people would never support you if you were worse than the King himself.
Too impatient... Jason shook his head, then looked down on Moncherry. But maybe your deaths won't be in vain. But it is time you slept.
Jason reached up and stabbed his index finger into Mocherry's heart this time, so he would not suffer any more. Then with his clean hand the Cipher Pol agent grabbed the body of the rebel by their jacket and leapt from the roof, pulling them with him. As if skipping from invisible step to step, Jason crossed the empty air before landing on the steps of the castle.
The guards outside didn't have time to notice him before he slipped inside. Moncherry's corpse was left just inside. In his hand he now held the den den mushi that had been used by Moncherry moments before. Already it was ringing, calling the rebels again. Should Adam or Goto answer the phone, Jason would speak immediately, his voice one more cold and calculating.
Your support forces are in disarray, their commander is dead. Surrender now.
Confrontation... "We're surrounded, Aye? That's a lie. Your forces are still scattered in the courtyard; they still have to locate the remote bomber and our mission lies within the soul execution of this Tyrant!" replied one of the other member of the A-Team, The Smoke continued to fill the Hallway to mask their physical presences. Goto had already taking down "Monchet" his sites were then set on the fallen king. He dashed after the Man, the smoke continued to fill the room and so it mased parts of Goto's Body and so he reached and grabbed the king, intending to hold him hostage through putting him in a sleeper hold then taking his sword and holding it to the Majesty's chest implying that any sudden movements would lead to a "fatal" consequence.
Behind the great Smog, the other member of the A-Team were at large; though nothing was there to fear they had ulterior motives to just simply attacking. "I'm guessing that you lot are either Guards of the king, Royalty or the Cipher Pol Agents we were informed about. To put it bluntly we never wished to harm anybody, the explosions were not our doing. We cannot control nor predict the next explosion but we can explain a simple motive behind our advances onto the king." He began...
A Strange Call..
The final two Snipers, didn't have much space to maneuver about and thus didn't know what to do. There was an agent nearby and he had effortlessly taken down 3 out of the 5 Crows that have posted themselves amongst the rooftops. The Soldiers Returned fire and bullets can be heard making contact with the concrete roofs they stayed on, they glanced over to Moncherry's Rooftop to see that... Jason was Gone! And so was the body of their Squad Leader. The Two Snipers were confused however they knew one thing was for certain, the mission was a bust but they had no where to go. They girded their loins and re-positioned themselves on the rooftop, they aimed for the Soldiers returning fire... And shot back.
POW! POW! POW! POW!
The Shots were loud but atleast the citizens weren't here caught up in the crossfire.
Somewhere in the Shadows...
A Den-Den Mushi Rang. The bleak darkness was no favor to the opposition as it well covered Adam in it's entirety however a stray sound of a Den-Den Mushi reverberated throughout the wilderness.
"KaCha!" It Clicked as someone had answered.
"....My forces are spread thin? My, I am surprised you even think this is my Operation. I heard Gun fire and screams and I'm assuming you've gotten some of the Crows. We Will not Surrender until that Tyrant of a King returns the funds he's been siphoning off of us; We will not surrender until he is taken out of power. Level with me here, Do you think that death on this scale needs to happen?" Replied the source of all the explosions... Adam, He had taken refuge a distance away from the main gate as he planned to throw one last barrel to collapse the castle. He was on the move though, Rummaging through the Castle ways staying away from any guard towers or light sources. It would have gone far worse had he joined the A-Team in the Execution phase of the King for someone had to provide cover; or so he thought.
As smoke started to fill the hallway more and more, Juliet motioned for the king and princess to retreat. Herself she remained in front of the king to guard him as she had been, so when Goto rushed forward to grab the monarch she stepped inbetween. Her body firmed up as she took the attack head on, but reversing the damage back towards the rebel to throw him off his balance. At the same time she aimed her gun towards Goto's chest, now at point blank, and fired three bullets straight towards the center of his chest. Get back your Majesty!
Darr meanwhile rushed forwards, his vision obscured by the smoke, but knowing what was of most importance was to protect the king. So he pressed forward, looking for movement in the thick smog with gun held at the ready.
You seem to be trying to autohitting the NPCs I control, you know you can't do that, right?
Tekkai "Utsugi" Requirements: 41 Mastery, 41 strength, 41 drability
This form of Tekkai is used entirely as a counter instead, where the purpose is not to absorb damage from the attack, but to transfer the shock of the attack back to the attacker, which can lead to broken bones in a normal human body.
(2 turn cooldown)
Gunshot:
41-60: 1. Wall/Tree Level + 1(C-rank) = 61-80: 2. Small Building Level
Do I think death on this scale needs to happen? No, you are free to surrender, perhaps you'll even escape execution if you do so immediately. Jason answered coolly, his attention drawn to a series of gunshots in the back of the castle. Hurrying down towards the end of the throne room, he continued his conversation. Whoever you are, you are clearly amateurs. You would never win the support of the people after what you have done tonight. They won't care about the nuances. All they'll know is that someone blew up their hometown in their reckless assault.
No, the king will not die tonight, but there's still chance that you may not. Jason lied, hoping to throw the man on the phone off. In the meantime he pushed open the door that Juliet had escaped through minutes ago, then headed in the direction of the gunshots, awaiting the response of the man on the other side of the phone.
As smoke started to fill the hallway more and more, Juliet motioned for the king and princess to retreat. Herself she remained in front of the king to guard him as she had been, so when Goto rushed forward to grab the monarch she stepped inbetween. Her body firmed up as she took the attack head on, but reversing the damage back towards the rebel to throw him off his balance. At the same time she aimed her gun towards Goto's chest, now at point blank, and fired three bullets straight towards the center of his chest. Get back your Majesty!
Darr meanwhile rushed forwards, his vision obscured by the smoke, but knowing what was of most importance was to protect the king. So he pressed forward, looking for movement in the thick smog with gun held at the ready.
You seem to be trying to autohitting the NPCs I control, you know you can't do that, right?
Tekkai "Utsugi" Requirements: 41 Mastery, 41 strength, 41 drability
This form of Tekkai is used entirely as a counter instead, where the purpose is not to absorb damage from the attack, but to transfer the shock of the attack back to the attacker, which can lead to broken bones in a normal human body.
(2 turn cooldown)
Gunshot:
41-60: 1. Wall/Tree Level + 1(C-rank) = 61-80: 2. Small Building Level
Do I think death on this scale needs to happen? No, you are free to surrender, perhaps you'll even escape execution if you do so immediately. Jason answered coolly, his attention drawn to a series of gunshots in the back of the castle. Hurrying down towards the end of the throne room, he continued his conversation. Whoever you are, you are clearly amateurs. You would never win the support of the people after what you have done tonight. They won't care about the nuances. All they'll know is that someone blew up their hometown in their reckless assault.
No, the king will not die tonight, but there's still chance that you may not. Jason lied, hoping to throw the man on the phone off. In the meantime he pushed open the door that Juliet had escaped through minutes ago, then headed in the direction of the gunshots, awaiting the response of the man on the other side of the phone.
Last Resort "Dammit!" That singular thought reverberated throughout Goto's mind has his advance on the king seemingly failed, maybe it was too soon or maybe they were simply impatient. As Juliet lifted her pistol to his chest he began to move, trying to veer himself as to avoid the shots, It was a mostly fruitless endeavor since he still ended up shot; though his act of movement lessened the deadliness of the shots in question, A bullet had pierced his left side, the other two grazed his outfit and tore into the surface of his skin.
Juliet Vs Goto 61-80: 2. Small Building Level vs 21-40: 2. Small Building Level = Normal Damage
"Gah!" He exclaimed staggering to the side. "The Plan's crumbled... horribly, Can we reason with these guys and stall for time? Or maybe we'll have to make... a sacrifice" He contemplated, catching himself and retreating a few steps back into the clearing smog. They Rebels did not have much time left to act and the Plan to assassinate the king must take a drastic turn if they truly wish to come out with a victory. Though what could he have done? A Rag Tag operation with poorly trained individuals and to make matters worse, there was another sharking around in the smoke prepared to execute him.
It was brought to light the equipment each of them possessed, In total there were 4 smoke bombs and 2 grenades and only 1 smoke bomb had been used. Goto had a mission to complete, he was injured and if he were to fall here then his "backup" would do the same and so... He began taking measures into his own hands. He retrieved a grenade from his pocket, calming himself as he prepared to throw...
"A Gun shot?! Goto; Are you alright? I have to see what's going on, The plan is falling apart. Things are going down hill and it's all my fault, I didn't intend for this to go this way. We don't have enough forces or even the skill to take a full frontal assault, who authorized such an attack?! I never asked for this, We could have snuck in; in the dead of night!" He thought groggily getting up from being "knocked-out" he began crawling out of the smoke trying to get his bearings.
He groaned and he held his head to give off the illusion of himself just waking up from being knocked unconscious. "Y-Your Majesty, Is the Majesty okay??!" He muttered.
"Goto!" He exclaimed in the safe confines of his mind, Still using the fading smoke as his only source of cover. "Tomo! Look at us, we're falling; I can barely hear the shots of the Snipers outside, Our Numbers are dwindling. Do something you idiot!" He ranted, he squatted down low and reached into his pouch. The Smoke was clearing and it was revealing their positions to the others, this included... Darr! Darr's movements were very feint and judging from what he could make-out he had not been specifically looking for anybody down low so this was a prime opportunity to strike. He Grabbed his blade then threw the smoke bomb! Following that Bomb throw he Leapt at Darr from a relatively low stance; attempting to slice his legs!
-Ittoryu Iai: Shishi Sonson (一刀流 ｢居合｣ 獅子歌歌 Ittōryū Iai: Shishi Sonson?, literally meaning "One Sword Style Draw and Resheathe Technique: Lion's Song"): Placing the sheathed sword upright and listening to the "breath" of his opponent, the attacker rapidly unsheathes, attacks, and resheathes their sword. An interesting note is that the user does the technique back-handed as opposed to from the waist with a standard grip on the sword.(21 Strength, 11 Mastery) Destructive Potency Rank: C
Strength: 36, Swordsmanship: 45 (86 Surpassed the Stat Cap; and so the stats have to be revised, now that I understand the stats.)
21-40: 0. Street Level + C(+1) = 41-60: 1. Wall/Tree Level!
Right as his attack would execute onto Darr, the Smoke bomb would explode upon contact with the ground re-kindling the Smog that had been circulating before.
Adam... "Win the support of the people? You are mistaken, I never joined this rebellion to spark something in the individuals who chose to suffer instead of acting. I have family, No... We all have families, the people of Raddo kingdom are dying. Our funds are being mercilessly ripped from our palms and everyone has accepted that simple outcome, No outsider took a moment to look in the alleyways and offer aid to the little girls who scamper around like rats trying to scavenge for scraps just to survive and see another day."
"I've seen countless families Die from starvation, holding their loved ones tighter than they could whilst living simply to coax themselves with the horrible death they have faced. The King involved you Cipher Pol Agents because after our long and fruitless Protests we decided to get Violent! The people that you saw fled are those who have not yet been subjected to the harshness of the king. The explosions were close however I had ensured that no civilian or family got endangered by our idiotic attempts! If we fail here then we die traitors, the people who were not involved remain untainted and their lives might get worse from here... This is why it will take anything within our power to get rid of the king!" He exclaimed into the Den-Den Mushi, he silently traversed the vast expanse outside going back to the eastern wing where he had once exploded. He had 1 Last barrel and he planned to make it count.
He lowered his tone and began speaking once again. "Look... You're just trying to do your job to protect Royalty but do you really want to make a Tyrant more Tyrannical by allowing him to abuse his people this way? Answer me those, Sir... Will there be a way for you agents to help our people; will you deliver us from his evil clutches? Will you audit his contemptuous ruling over his subjects?"
Juliet was not about to let her foe escape, and as he stumbled away she charged after him before he could disappear into the smoke to hide. Using her free hand, restraining her pistol for now, the agent struck out her arm. Index finger extended she aimed to pierce her foe's chest in the center, with greater force and precision than her pistol had delivered. At the same time the king and princess started retreating away from the battle, yet both of them had pulled out a sword each to defend themselves.
Darr meanwhile was trying to make his way through the smoke, unable to make out any enemies. However, all of a sudden the smog in front of him swirled and he heard the sound of something moving towards him. Not knowing what better to do he closed his eyes and tensed up his body using Tekkai, increasing his defense just like Juliet had done before. As he was struck, the force was low enough that it was returned back to his attacker.
Not relying on his eyesight to sense, instead reacting to being attacked, Darr was not stopped by the follow up smoke bomb. Instead, the instant he was attacked and his attack was repelled, leaving a sharp pain but no serious injuries to his legs, he released the tekkai and bowed down and stabbed towards the hidden enemy with his finger. His shigan would seek out his foe, aiming to pierce him with all his strength.
Both shigans:
41-60: 1. Wall/Tree Level +2(B) = 81-100: 3. Large Building Level
Darr durability:
41-60: 3. Large Building Level
Two levels above damage, not very effective.
Tekkai "Utsugi" Requirements: 41 Mastery, 41 strength, 41 drability
This form of Tekkai is used entirely as a counter instead, where the purpose is not to absorb damage from the attack, but to transfer the shock of the attack back to the attacker, which can lead to broken bones in a normal human body.
(2 turn cooldown)
As he hurried down the hallway, Jason listened to the man on the other side of the call speech. He could find no words, so instead he focused on the path ahead, only partially listening. Even after the man finished his long speech and Jason could hear the sound of battle nearby, he did not reply right away. The silence seemed to stretch on, he even considered just hanging up, but in the end his reply was short. I am truly sorry, but I cannot allow you to do this.
Afterwards... but Jason cut himself off, not allowing himself to finish what he was going to say. At last he turned the corner to see smoke, blood and battle ahead. You can turn yourself in, and I will see that you may receive a more lenient punishment.
Juliet was not about to let her foe escape, and as he stumbled away she charged after him before he could disappear into the smoke to hide. Using her free hand, restraining her pistol for now, the agent struck out her arm. Index finger extended she aimed to pierce her foe's chest in the center, with greater force and precision than her pistol had delivered. At the same time the king and princess started retreating away from the battle, yet both of them had pulled out a sword each to defend themselves.
Darr meanwhile was trying to make his way through the smoke, unable to make out any enemies. However, all of a sudden the smog in front of him swirled and he heard the sound of something moving towards him. Not knowing what better to do he closed his eyes and tensed up his body using Tekkai, increasing his defense just like Juliet had done before. As he was struck, the force was low enough that it was returned back to his attacker.
Not relying on his eyesight to sense, instead reacting to being attacked, Darr was not stopped by the follow up smoke bomb. Instead, the instant he was attacked and his attack was repelled, leaving a sharp pain but no serious injuries to his legs, he released the tekkai and bowed down and stabbed towards the hidden enemy with his finger. His shigan would seek out his foe, aiming to pierce him with all his strength.
Both shigans:
41-60: 1. Wall/Tree Level +2(B) = 81-100: 3. Large Building Level
Darr durability:
41-60: 3. Large Building Level
Two levels above damage, not very effective.
Tekkai "Utsugi" Requirements: 41 Mastery, 41 strength, 41 drability
This form of Tekkai is used entirely as a counter instead, where the purpose is not to absorb damage from the attack, but to transfer the shock of the attack back to the attacker, which can lead to broken bones in a normal human body.
(2 turn cooldown)
As he hurried down the hallway, Jason listened to the man on the other side of the call speech. He could find no words, so instead he focused on the path ahead, only partially listening. Even after the man finished his long speech and Jason could hear the sound of battle nearby, he did not reply right away. The silence seemed to stretch on, he even considered just hanging up, but in the end his reply was short. I am truly sorry, but I cannot allow you to do this.
Afterwards... but Jason cut himself off, not allowing himself to finish what he was going to say. At last he turned the corner to see smoke, blood and battle ahead. You can turn yourself in, and I will see that you may receive a more lenient punishment.
Harsh Truths
Goto grunted under his breathe, He held a grenade in his free hand and he looked onwards. His breathes were a bit labored, The smoke moved and it seemed his adversary had chased after him! Her speed was great however Goto had just enough to keep up with her; she thrusted her index finger through the smog and had aimed to pierce the injured Rebel once again; "So this might just be my final stand..." he thought, as he prompted himself to move. Using his free hand he jutted it outwards into the way of his adversary's thrust!
Goto Vs Juliet!
41-60: 1. Wall/Tree Level +2(B) = 81-100: 3. Large Building Level vs 21-40: 2. Small Building Level = DPR 1 higher than dura: quite effective
Her finger pierced through his palm, Goto had mustered a strength of his own to hold her back as she came close. He grit his teeth in pain and clenched his fingers moments after entry. Goto, Plucked the pin of the Grenade he had took out moments before and looked up towards the last place in which he saw the King.
"You're ready to kill without hesitation yet you never questioned why the King wanted trained assassins to snuff out his own people. Had he not siphoned our Finances and rerouted them to his own pockets we'd be able to live gleefully with our families!" He shouted, Goto had accepted this outcome; he had no home to go back to and no family to greet. This was not his retribution, this was not his redemption, this was not a story of vengeance. It was Goto's own cry for help; a call for purpose, to serve others and be someone much greater. With the little time frame he had yet to work with he acted.
Time was ticking and he had long activated the device, He underhandedly threw the grenade out of the smog and towards the area he had last saw the kicking. Though the pair had been retreating silently; would it be enough to escape the blast? The Grenade slammed into the wall and immediately Detonated! The force shook the walls and send a shockwave throughout the halls damaging those nearby. The Castle walls crumbled and began to fall, dust flew and the smog that had been summoned swiftly dissipated.
The Unnamed, Darr and Monchet; What will become of them? Moments before the Grenade was slung...
The Unnamed Rebel took his stand against the unknown darting around in the smoke; he leapt straight for the potential adversary planning to take him out from down low with a low Iajutsu Sheathing slash for the Opponent's Legs... however things did not go the way he had originally planned it...
21-40: 0. Street Level + C(+1) = 41-60: 1. Wall/Tree Level vs 21-40: 2. Small Building Level = DPR 1 below dura: somewhat effective
He struck Darr's legs but the impact felt indefinitely off; it was hard and what followed was a sudden repel of his sword! "What?!" He exclaimed, it was as though Darr had completely reflected the damage of his attack. His sword shook for a moment but this was no time to be expressing shock; Darr immediately retaliated and thrusted his finger downwards at him! He attempted to swivel to the side but his shoulder was caught by the stab, ripping through his shirt and his skin!
He scrunched his face in pain and went in for a counter swing of his blade but he ceased...
BOOOMMM!
The Hall Way shook and the Loud Noise caught him off guard, the shockwave which followed dissipated the smoke and the explosion itself had severely weakened the hallway; causing it to crumble. A piece of the roof fell right atop the both of them; putting them in grave danger!
Monchet rose to his feet, he lifted himself and looked at the King and Princess briefly; before reverting back to a "Royal Guard". He equipped himself with his weapon and turned back to the smog; it was then he heard Goto's words. Tomo was extremely conflicted; He didn't know if he should go straight for the kill as of now, his only Target was the king but the king had himself surrounded with assassins but also Casualties. Casualties that he was not prepared for...
"I can't go for the king like this- No, I can't be a rebel like this. My determination is fickle and that is why all of this occurred. I did not give Adam his proper compensation and so he kick started this operation before I could, I am... I am a Fa-" As he lamented, as he ruminated and wistfully complained about his inability to act; there was a clang from the wall and then...
BOOOOMMM!!
An Explosion Erupted from beside Tomo and he was launched in opposition to it's origin. He slammed into the wall, completely knocked out. The hallway began to crumble and dust filled the area. It was an unfortunate turn for Tomo; He sustained heavy burns from the initial blast with small pellets of Debris lodged into his skin...
Adam was fully prepared to through his last barrel... but the sudden explosion caught him off guard. His eyes widened for a moment and he instinctively wished to rush inwards to see if everyone was alright but he grounded himself remembering where he stood. He began slowly retreating to watch the aftermath and to lessen his chances of detection since he has yet to go through with depleting the explosive reserves...
Jason stopped in his path as he saw the chaos unfolding before him. Smoke and weapons filled the air, Darr and Juliet were doing their best to complete their task. Standing their ground and repelling their attackers, they so far had kept the king out of harm's way. And so for a moment Jason allowed himself to stand there and assess the situation, reaching out through the smoke and walls to sense his surroundings. His haki allowed him to sense well beyond the immediate area, even outside the castle itself on the side they were on. And there he sensed another figure, sneaking around. Could it be? He would have to investigate in a moment, for now there were more pressing matters.
Despite his defenses, Darr was thrown out of the smoke by the second grenade, falling to the ground next to Juliet. The princess screamed in fear from the shock and her father the King yelled in rage. What are you doing you fools! Take them out, or they'll kill us!
Juliet turned to look towards him but was caught off guard as she spotted Jason approaching, removing the cloth wrapped around his face. Relief flooded her face as she grabbed and pulled Darr back away from the smoke. The other agent allowed himself to be pulled away from the action as Juliet urged the king and princess to head back the direction they had come, away from the battle. The Princess and King however cried out when they saw the stranger that was Jason approach. Another assassin!
No, he's with us. This is our lead officer, he has come to assist us. Juliet said, straining to pull Darr with herself. Hearing the words spoken made Darr perk up, looking towards Jason and smiling in relief. Hey there boss, as you can see *cough* we have it all under control, but it is good to see you.
Jason looked at the four gathered before him and only nodded, then pushed past them, whispering to Juliet.Find somewhere safe. I will deal with these. Stay there until I call for you.
You are in charge? How could you allow it to get this bad, you bastard? I could have died!The King yelled at Jason, not mentioning his daughter. The agent ignored the monarch, focusing instead on his task.
The unnamed rebel was laying motionless on the ground, as did Tomo, while in the distance through the smoke he sensed Goto, still alive. In the distance he sensed the fourth presence creeping away. After considering for a short moment, Jason sprung into action, diving into the unseen. He ignored Tomo and the other rebel, as he had judged neither to be a threat currently. Instead he rushed straight for Goto, using the smoke as cover to approach unseen. Finger extended like a sharp point, he aimed to drive it forwards into Goto's chest, though he made sure to sense for sudden movements.
61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2(B) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level
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